binnovel Chapter 106 Chapter 106
Chapter 106 Chapter 106
For a moment, the sergeants even doubted whether there was really a second driver on M2742.
But He Yunting has always been driving alone for so many years, let alone a second pilot. Even if someone is so bold as to sit in the seat behind He Yunting, it is impossible to connect to the mental center.
Not to mention He Yunting's mental power level is SSS, who dares to climb onto the general's mecha?
The sergeant who had this thought immediately put it out of his mind.
After the roar of m2742, the surroundings returned to silence.
The communication light on the mecha from Qijiamu turned on.
What came in was Xu Zhiheng's voice.
"Admiral, Central City... is the search over?"
He Yunting did not answer immediately, and soon the communication lights in other places also turned on.
Probably everyone knows that this is the last hope, and they are unwilling to give up even if they see the scene in front of them.
"Admiral, please resume searching for signs of life in Central City."
"Please search and rescue the remaining humans!"
"Admiral!"
The sounds overlapped one by one, like the formation's final reluctance and final reluctance.
After all, it was the last city, and He Yunting did not stop him in the end.
The sergeants began to spontaneously dispatch their mechas, searching with all their earnestness and energy in this small city, searching for any life that might exist.
Unfortunately, when they returned here after half a day, they still found nothing.
After all, m2742 had cleaned it once before, and now all that was left to them were blood-stained walls, torn clothing, and the sound of the bleak wind.
Even the corpses were disposed of cleanly.
In the end, nothing was left of the city.
Their location was not far from the original administrative hall of Central City. Looking up, they could see a corner of the building that had been damaged by the mecha.
If you look carefully, you can also find the equipment that was used by the imperial official media to collect materials some time ago.
But now even those from the empire have disappeared.
The last time the formation arrived at Central City, it was clearly the only city where no one was infected.
Although these people were wary of the formation, they did not have any ill intentions.
Later, after discovering the existence of antagonists, these sergeants were regarded as lifesavers. After all, it was the embodiment of honor and hope from a distant empire.
Now there is no sign of life. There are several stumps that were torn off at an unknown time scattered on the ground, as well as a torn flag symbolizing the freedom and equality of the Proton Star. The flagpole is also broken and polluted by sporadic dirt. Just, tell the people who see it now everything that happened here.
M2742 stood in front of everyone. Since the antagonist had expired, no one could leave the mecha directly to ensure safety. They basically relied on communication connections between various channels.
But the m2742 has a transparent pop-up capsule that allows the commander to communicate face-to-face with the sergeants without touching the ground.
He Yunting took off his helmet, stood up and walked to the second cockpit.
"Are you waiting for me here?" He said looking at Ega in front of him.
Lin Han sat in the driver's seat, sweat still dripping from his forehead. He still looked a little tired, but his eyes were brighter than before: "Okay."
Neither of them had to explain much, one look could explain everything.
He Yunting nodded and was about to walk over and open the capsule. After thinking about it, he couldn't hold it back. He reached out and rubbed Ega's sweaty face with his thumb: "Are you tired?"
"It's okay." Lin Han bent his eyes and smiled at him, "There is a general taking the lead in front of me, I only need assistance."
Having said that, Lin Han's mental power can directly connect to the center, which still takes a lot of pressure off He Yunting.
Moreover, he has a thorough study of mechas and has more control over the details than ordinary pilots.
"Isn't that move I just made pretty cool?" Lin Han asked in a rare and childish way, a bit asking for credit.
He was referring to the action of sheathing the sword.
It was clear that a lightsaber could simply turn off the particle flow, but he insisted on controlling the mecha, like a real warrior, sheathing the blood-stained blade and completing a complete set of rituals.
After all, what he once couldn't do no matter how hard he tried, could finally be achieved with the help of another person. He didn't want to waste any moment.
"Yes." He Yunting gave an unstinting affirmation.
He Yunting glanced down at him, with a hint of guilt in his eyes: "Then, I'm going out."
After all, the reason Lu Anhe called the institute was because the starship was dispatched and there were a large number of mechas, so professional mecha masters were needed to accompany them. As a result, the experts who were supposed to stay on standby on the starship quietly climbed onto the commander's mecha. A, and also became a pilot together.
"When the institute let you come here, I probably didn't expect the situation now." He Yunting seemed to still feel guilty about not being able to disclose Lin Han's identity.
"It makes no difference." Lin Han comforted, "I'm not with you now."
He reached out and pushed He Yunting's shoulder: "Okay, I won't affect you anymore. You go over first."
He Yunting nodded, but in the end he leaned over and kissed the other person's lips very gently, just like Lin Han kissed her before parting with anticipation countless times.
"It won't be long," he said.
Mr. Lin cannot be wronged.
When He Yunting walked out of the capsule, the mecha formations in front of him had been rearranged according to numbers. No one spoke, and they looked quietly at the cold face of the commander in the capsule.
"Report on the status of cities."
They relived three days that were even sadder than the last time they massacred the city.
The cities they passed through had no signs of survival at all. Instead of watching these alien beings who had lost their minds kill each other, the roar of various advanced weapons in the mecha seemed to be their last elegy.
"There are no survivors, no signs of life in Port Cris."
"There are no survivors and no signs of life in MacZelei City."
"There are no survivors and no signs of life in Nosha State."
"There are no survivors and no signs of life in Minsa Fort."
……
By the time everyone had finished reporting, the message in the communicator already represented the ending at this moment.
He Yunting's blue eyes were cold and he spoke.
"There are no survivors in Central City, no signs of life."
All the mechas fell into silence.
No one added anything to the report, and no scholar who ignored the situation stood up again, saying that the planet could still be saved, and would try it regardless of his own safety.
The world is silent, but seems to be filled with weeping that humans cannot capture.
Everyone was thinking silently in their hearts.
Will proton stars still exist?
Will anyone remember it?
This insignificant little planet where only beta survives.
Its technology is not developed, and even its mechas are only life-sized, so it cannot participate in any interstellar battle.
Its people don't seem to be able to make progress on many planets, and they only want to live on their own small planet. They didn't go far, and they might just spend their entire lives wandering around their own city.
But compared to various countries and planets, it is the most gentle and equal.
Small mechas are enough to maintain order on Proton Star. They don't have powerful experts and scholars, but they think this is good.
The people's life is not rich but stable, and they live peacefully and contentedly, without fighting or grabbing, slowly but leisurely.
But now it has completely disappeared due to an unreasonable disaster.
The formation has already begun to return to the starship in an orderly manner, and will only wait for the inventory to be completed before returning to the voyage.
The dilapidated administrative building in Central City was the setting for their farewell, and the hazy and bloody sky bid them farewell.
They come in a hurry and leave in a hurry.
Back to their developed, progressive and prosperous planet.
At this time the public communication channel lit up.
The voice of their commander came from inside: "It will exist."
"Someone will definitely remember it."
But how does it exist and who will remember it?
No one could answer.
After all the mechas had returned to their seats, the capsule cabin of m2742 was also put away.
The starship began to set sail. After leaving this bloody air, everyone could finally get out of the mecha and return to the starship.
They saw their general exchanging something with his adjutant, and a young man sitting not far away.
The young man is very quiet and is recording something with his optical brain. His profile is handsome and soft, and his black hair is soft and gentle. He should obviously be out of place on the starship where the steel-like sergeants are coming and going, but those who see it feel unexpectedly Not obtrusive.
Some sergeants had an impression of him, as if he came here to ensure the operation of the mecha, but no one expected that the Proton Star would be in such a situation, so there was no chance to put it to use.
Everyone speculated that he had been alone on the starship for three days.
But the young man seemed to be calm all the time, without any complaints. He would occasionally raise his head and say a word or two to Lu Anhe, and his movements and behavior were gentle and decent.
And Xu Zhiheng has been silent since he boarded the starship.
At the beginning, he would still catch Qi Jiamu and keep asking about his brother's situation, for fear that the outcome would be the same as these people now.
But Qi Jiaze's condition kept getting better and there was no sign of rebound, so he calmed down again and stopped talking.
They came in a mighty force, and the huge starship seemed to be overqualified.
After all, they are just here to "clean up", and the scene originally imagined will not happen at all.
The research has no clue, and the antagonists that are effective against ega have completely failed. Even if Xu Zhiheng did new research after returning from the proton star for the first time, it would not be able to prevent what is happening now.
Who is responsible for the demise of a planet?
It is conceivable that after arriving in the core area, the people of the entire empire were disappointed and shocked, and even caused panic among a certain gender. But now the originally thought to be the main messenger has been buried here together. Is it an internal problem within the country or something? Has the place quietly changed?
As the starship moved forward, the surroundings gradually fell into darkness.
After most of the sergeants went back to rest, He Yunting felt a noise coming from the door of the command room, and Lin Han opened the door and walked in.
He Yunting was still staring at the split screen and communication monitor. When he saw him coming, his eyebrows softened a little.
"Why don't you go to sleep?"
Lin Han closed the door of the command room and came over: "You're not asleep either."
He Yunting said, "Mr. Lin and I are different," but after meeting Lin Han's eyes, he sighed in his heart, said nothing more, and simply stretched out his hand to take Lin Han into his arms.
"Are you tired?" The starship also has a complete living system. He Yunting smelled a bit of refreshing water vapor on Lin Han's body.
"You asked today." Lin Han raised his head in his arms, "The general is really talking more and more."
"..." Before He Yunting could speak, he was interrupted by Lin Han.
"It's nothing but a good thing."
Lin Han stretched out his hand to push He Yunting onto the chair, and sat face to face on his lap, wrapping his arms around his neck and resting his head on his shoulders, giving He Yunting a rare tenderness.
He read some concern and uneasiness.
"What's wrong?" Lin Han asked.
"That's not right." He Yunting said briefly.
"It's probably because of the public opinion about going back."
No matter what, it is still a planet. If it suddenly dies without war, no one will be shocked.
"Yes, and no." He Yunting looked at the porthole, "This is different from the last two public opinions. Everyone's eyes will be on the Proton Star, and coincidentally, what caused its demise happened to be the Zerg's habits. Gene."
"There were signs in the last training. Xi Yuan must have done something, but he must not be the last one." He Yunting's voice became colder. Lin Han noticed the change in his mood and did not speak. He just patted his back again and again. Releases a little more soothing pheromones.
"Since you have thought of this, you must know what to do." Lin Han saw that He Yunting had switched the communication channel back to the imperial base and began to issue concise instructions.
All active sergeants in the base are preparing for war, improving the mecha defense system and opening defense barriers in each area.
However, due to the time difference, some city defense troops not under the jurisdiction of the base did not respond immediately.
The city defense army was regarded as a force assigned by the emperor to Wen Tianyao for training, and He Yunting would not interfere. Since most of the military management in recent years has been in the hands of He Yunting, it would not hurt to give Wen Tianyao a try with a small part.
I just didn't expect that the city defense army could be so negligent that they couldn't even connect the communication immediately.
He Yunting left a message and ordered other personnel at the base to re-inform the city defense forces to reinforce the magnetic field signal at the jump point.
When he took care of everything, he found that the person lying on his shoulder who said he was not tired at all fell asleep.
Lin Han looked very good when sleeping, even breathing very lightly.
His hands still maintained the posture of holding He Yunting, and his whole body and mind subconsciously wanted to get closer and rely on him.
He wondered if Lin Han could read his worries in his dream, such as the current situation of the city defense army that had not responded for a long time, and whether he would take orders seriously.
But He Yunting was still reluctant to move, for fear of waking the other party up.
He maintained this position and hugged her quietly all night.
One day later, the starship is about to arrive.
Not only the empire, but the entire surrounding galaxies were shocked by the news. The failed genetic fusion destroyed a small planet that was supposed to survive peacefully. It was also a planet under the empire's own jurisdiction. What's more, after the empire sent formations twice, it was to no avail.
The source of the gene could not be found, and it was unclear when the experiment started. Even the parliament brought this matter to the table. They argued with insinuations all day long. The peace faction directly said angrily that this was the conspiracy of the war faction, and Luo Qi, from the main war faction, sneered and said that the other party couldn't produce evidence and was still slandering people blindly.
In addition to reporting on the debates in the parliament, the news all day included various analyzes of the proton star, discussing whether this kind of disaster would happen again and whether it would affect other unrelated planets.
Since it is not a war, the starship will also dock directly. There is no need to pass through Central Park like last time, but directly return to the base.
Lin Han woke up to the roar of landing and found that he was still being held by He Yunting.
He was a little embarrassed. Yesterday, He Yunting fell asleep without even listening to what he said. He just rubbed his eyes and wanted to get off him: "I last night..."
Lin Han failed to finish the sentence completely.
A rapid and sharp alarm suddenly pierced everyone's eardrums!
After the first alarm sounded, the red warning lights in all areas of the starship suddenly turned on. A long and sharp sound lingered in the air. Lin Han stood up suddenly, looked around in shock, and turned around to see He Yunting again. A cold and expected expression: "This is"
He suddenly remembered what He Yunting said last night.
Amidst the flashing red warning light and the overwhelming sound of sirens, all the screens on the starship flashed quietly at the same time.
At the same time, the network defense line of the city defense army was suddenly breached, and the TV news, optical computer browsers, light screens on aircraft, and large screens in civilian areas flashed together.
They are still immersed in the news of the destruction of the Proton Star, and have no idea what happened.
Until a giant sandworm suddenly appeared on all the screens.
The screams and the roars of the sandworms sounded at the same time. The green skin all over its body oozed pus. The tentacles and sharp mouthparts were overly enlarged and looked extremely terrifying. A cold and eerie light spread on its legs, which was very scary. be terrified.
The next second, the terrifying legs with hard black thorns swung towards people, as if they could cross the signal, severely shatter the light screen, and pierce everyone who saw this frame!
What a proton star, what an out-of-reach beta planet.
This is the disaster that is so close and inevitable for them.
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